"That's right, Catherine is a woman with a lot of scheming. In other words, a brainless woman wouldn't have the chance to get close to me, James. I like her precisely because she's smart. But her cunning isn't to the extent you assume it to be — even if she theoretically could have orchestrated this accident herself, she wouldn't be foolish enough to bet her future career, or even her fertility, on it!"
James stood up, "If it were you, would you be so cruel to yourself? If not, then don't be so harsh in your judgment of her..."
Yan Jian bit her lip, ashamed to the point of tears.
She wasn't as ruthless as he thought; she was merely reasoning... She didn't hate Catherine so inexplicably — or perhaps, a little, but certainly not enough to curse her.
James put on his coat and said coldly, "You're paying for tonight's coffee. After all, you're the one who brought me here, so the coffee was unnecessary."
With that, he turned and left.
